Halo RPG

((Still dosen't explain how he is new on a ship when he shortest possible time he could have been on it was around 2 years. ^_^))

Ten walked into the firing range, slots were people would stand to fire at their targest were lined up, there were a few marines in her already. Half way along the wall there were racks set up for the weapons, and live ammo. He grabbed a Defender Pistol and a Battle Rifle, with one clip each, before moving to take position. He stepped into the green square, and a green light winked on confirming he could now fire. He aimed the pistol, and fired off all twelve shots in rapid succession. The target slid down so that it was right in front of him. Eight of the shots had landed dead center on the bullseye, he could tell this because four of them had missed the bullseye by quarter of an inch. Good enough he thought for firing the clip off in a few seconds. He wasn't as bad as he'd of thought.

Next, he switched the Battle Rifle's saftey off, and set it for single shot. Without using the scope, he fired off the twenty remaining shots in the near spent clip, the last five with the aid of the scope. He was satisfied with what he got.

((You need to know who I am PM me from my bio cause it too long to post again and waste space or you could just go back in this rp and find it.))

Nuron walked into the shooting range. "I see you are still wasting bullets. I do not know how long it take for you to realize I am better. But one must admire your determination to past time with such a disciplined schedule." He said as he sat down along the wall.

(I got an idea, it was the first time he has seen ten today!! woot))))

An hour or more passed.. his capacitors changed as said by the mkV technical manual for the AV5b Longsword interceptor... His face.. the complete opposite of a smile.. turns around, his chief engineer stands there.. "Whats up..".. davaran replies.. "The one person that makes me smile.." the chief engineer walks over to the side panels.. "I'll get on replacing these, and your MAC gun barrel is warped too..." davaran turns and smiles.. "Always with the complaining.. for a female... I guess I should expect that?" she looks at him and smiles back.

"Nuron, you may be a better sniper than I am, but I am more proficient with every weapon and piece of ordinance out there." Ten nodded, "You should keep practicing, skills will drop over time. I assume you would be satisfied with your own results." Ten walked around Nuron and out of the room, looking down the hallways, he decided to check up on the fighters for once, he hadn't been up close to a longsword for over a year.

Nuron made no gesture towards Ten's remark yet he took up his sniper rifle, cleaned it and set himself up with one of the aiming test programs.

Once the program had finished (he got 100% accuracy on every target), he headed down towards engineering.

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Stop bumping old threads!

[] LA la la la laaaa Warm it up LAlalalalaaa The boys are singing. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard... *helps get to new page* []

Idiots!

[]Dont like it... ignore it[]

No, I like to think of us as the "three stooges"

But if you don't like that, call us whatever you want. You're just helping us bump.

((Hey, we can restart this role play if we want to, what makes us idiots?))

Wacha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?

ima get get get get you drunk get you love drunk off my humps

Somtimes it's not the outcome of our actions that matter, but rather the actions taken to achieve that outcome.

O what the hell
SHake that laffy taffy! Shake that laffy taffy!

The fact that we disobey the man. Or the boy, as the case may be.